The camp stood with its back, the township soldiers copied it up, Fang Luo led ten people to meet the enemy head-on, and Su Li and Yang Dazhi each led ten people to live on the left and right sides to defend the palace. Zhang Rong, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, and a few good archers were in the center, while the rest continued to make fires and cook by the river.

Seeing the archers of the township soldiers, Fang Yao's heart was half cold. This ancient long-range attack weapon is simply the AK47 of cold weapons, shoot your bravest soldier first, then shoot your cowardly scumbag, and then you can chase the ass and kill it.

"Kill!" Fang Luo roared, and without waiting for the villagers to stabilize their positions, they took the lead and pounced. Ermeng and Wang Xing were on the left and right, and eleven people rushed straight to the township soldiers in front.

The brethren on both sides were also killed.

Teacher Sun originally planned to order the archers to come with a rain of arrows, but at this time he had to resist hard. Looking at the other party's most courageous side, a shot will go up, the two are only more than 20 steps apart, a flat-end iron spear, a flat-end wooden spear, hedged up.

Suddenly stopping at a distance of more than ten steps, Fang Luo leaned back and made a standard bidding gun posture, threw the wooden spear out, drew a graceful parabola, and the wooden spear fiercely penetrated Teacher Sun's arm.

"Ah...... Shameless kids! Teacher Sun knelt on the ground in pain, protecting the wound and scolding. The villagers hurriedly dragged him to the rear.

Teacher Sun's injury only caused the township soldiers to take a break in the offensive, but they quickly adjusted and fought with Fang Luo and the others.

The archers in the village soldiers lost their chance and had to throw away their bows and arrows to join the melee.

Swords and guns have no eyes. It's a life-or-death situation.

Fang Luo grabbed a simple knife and slashed everywhere, becoming a bloody man. There were wails and screams everywhere, stumps and broken arms everywhere. The vanishing life is deprived like an ant. He wants to be merciful to the heavens, but the heavens will not be compassionate. If you are lowly, you should be a pawn at the mercy of others. After crossing the Chu River and Han realm, you should have the consciousness of being eaten.

Wang Xing is very conscious, he has been fighting for many years, life is his last retreat, there is no way to retreat, only to go forward and kill. There is no compassion, like a pawn crossing the river, there is no turning back. It's more like a pig, with a pink nose arching in the dirt, eating when it encounters food, even if it is a brick, it has to be chewed non-stop, and then continue to arch and arch.

Seeing that everyone was desperate, a few people in the team who were cooking were eager to bring knives to help, but Fang Lu had already ordered that when the killing was over, he hoped that the brothers could have a hot meal. When Yang Qing and Nuan'er heard the sound of fighting, they were frightened and hid in the ox cart to block their ears tightly. Yang An and Ermeng's old lady cautiously opened the curtain and peeked.

With a one-to-seven situation, even 200 pigs will be killed for a while. Fortunately, the combat effectiveness of the township soldiers is not as good as that of the forbidden army, in the face of these anti-thieves who have fought for the rest of their lives, they can no longer support it after fighting hard for a while, Zhang Rong and other archers release cold arrows from time to time, giving them a lot of pressure, and the township soldiers finally retreated when the casualties reached two percent.

As long as they hold on for another half a moment, it will be Fang Luo and the others who will be defeated, but they still can't hold on. At this time, the eyes suddenly opened up, and the crowd of black pressure was receding, and Fang Luo exhaled easily.

"Kill!" Zhang Rong pulled out his short knife and shouted that the brother who still had strength chased after him.

Ding felt like he was about to fall because of the blood pouring down his thighs. The eyelids are very heavy, but I am unwilling, and I can't let go of that mouthful of pork in my heart. The sound of fighting in his ears faded away, and he felt more and more sleepy.

Why is it getting quieter? Ding dung wanted to open his eyes to take a look, but he couldn't. The body seemed to rise into the air, swaying and fluttering. Are you going to the ghost gate? It's so dark on the road!

"Let's feed a bite of pork to the dung eggs...... Su Li did not chase the enemy, and ordered the fire head team to cook a few people to move the wounded and killed brothers to a clean place.

Seven brothers were killed in battle, and eight of them were killed. Su Li's face was pale, and he trembled and wrapped his thighs around the dung eggs, but he still couldn't stop the blood that kept flowing.

Du Gui held a bowl of pork and quietly hid beside Ding dung eggs.

It smells so good...... Ding Dan opened his mouth in a daze, and his breath became short. When Du Gui stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth, he opened his eyes, and his face was flushed.

Su Li's heart sank.

Du Gui cried in a muffled voice, and muttered, "Good brother...... Eat more, eat full...... You won't be hungry on the road......"

More and more people gathered around, silently weeping, shedding too many tears.

Yang An pinched the herbs in his hand and wanted to put them on him, but he knew that the dung egg was about to run out of oil.

Victory. Nearly half of the rout, of more than a hundred people, were captured.

Fang wandered into a bloody man, covered in dark red, and spat out a vat of sour water.

Returning to the camp to jump into the river and wash himself, he took off his bloody clothes and squeezed into the crowd shirtless after seeing the dung eggs lying on the ground waiting to die.

snatched the herbs from Yang An's hand, tore open the burlap wrapped on the leg of the dung egg, fortunately did not hurt the artery, and applied the herbs in one go.

It's a pity that there is no notoginseng, in this era, there is no better hemostatic medicine than notoginseng.

"Brother Wandering...... Tired of returning to heaven......"

Yang An thought that he had committed heart loss again, "useless ......"

The others also sighed and cried.

"A group of boys with long eggs, crying a lot!"

Fang Yu scolded.

"She doesn't have eggs...... She cried too......" Oxtail pointed at Su Li and muttered quietly.

In pain, he was furious and slapped him to the ground. The oxtail begged for mercy again and again, hugging his head and running away.

"Who said the dung egg is hopeless! I don't believe it! Fang Luo roared, and everyone fell silent, but everyone had a sympathetic and moved look on their faces, and after getting along for a short time, Leader Fang was a good man with good intentions.

However, no one is hopeful. The dung egg was bleeding too much, and it had exhausted the essence, they all thought so.

"Zhang Gou'er, go and fold a few reeds, the thinner the better, and they must be strong!" Fang Luo commanded.

Zhang Gou'er was stunned for a moment, looked around again, and then ran not far away very cooperatively.

There are many reeds by the river.

Zhang Gou'er chopped a bundle of reeds and carried it back with a sigh.

Belch...... Fang Luo almost fainted, aren't all the men in the rivers and lakes rammed? Lao Tzu just wants a blood transfusion, can this pile of reeds be used up!

He sharpened a slender reed pole with a dagger, wrapped a burlap in a branch to remove the debris from the reed, soaked it in wine, and plunged it into his arm amid the puzzled expressions of the crowd.

At this time, Nuan'er came over, and when she saw this scene, she screamed and was about to rush over to intercept her, but Yang An grabbed her: "Brother Wandering has his own reason." Even so, his eyes were full of worry as Nuan'er.

Zhang Rong was expressionless, but he was very nervous in his heart, could it be that he wanted to spend his life with Ding dung?

Su Li tightened her skirt and watched with wide eyes as Fang Lu stabbed the other end of the reed pole into Ding Dung's arm.

Hiss...... Wang Xing squeezed up with a big knife, and just saw this scene, he couldn't help but shudder. It hurts when you think about it, you don't blink your eyes when you kill people, if you hurt yourself, it's fatal!

Annoying! Fang Yu yelled in his heart. The needles of later generations are nothing, but the reed rods are ...... It's like a large needle for donkeys and horses. Slender is not as good as short and thick, and future generations will not deceive me.

Fang Yu clearly felt the blood gurgling out, like the surging Yellow River and Yangtze River, hoping that this type O universal blood could save the life of the dung egg, as long as it was not a god-damn panda blood type.

The donkey's face finally improved, and his breathing gradually stabilized, like a doll that had just finished milking, and he slept happily.

There's a bucket of blood. Fang Yao yawned, feeling slightly tired, gritted his teeth and insisted on losing another bucket.

"The dung eggs can't die......" Fang Hovered and fell to the ground before fainting.

It was evening when I woke up. The swaying ox cart creaked and creaked. Six eyes stared at him above, and the frowning brows of several people suddenly stretched.

"Brother Wandering has woken up!" Yang Qing shouted excitedly out of the car, and the ox cart stopped.

Everyone gathered around, scrambling to scramble their heads and crowd into the car to investigate.

"I just said that my eldest brother is a star in the sky and descends to earth, Miao Ying is a real person reincarnated, and he borrows a life from Ding Dung Egg, and there are still a hundred lives left!" Ermeng shouted excitedly.

The resurrection of Ding dung egg made everyone's eyes look at Fang Qian in awe. Such miracles of fate and human beings are happening right in front of their eyes, and many people think that it is like a dream, which is incredible! Some people say that he is the Bodhisattva of the King of Jizo, who made a mana to restrain the King of Yama, so that he did not dare to take away the soul of Ding dung eggs. Some people retorted, saying that Fang Lu is the reincarnation of the stars, which can cure all kinds of diseases, drive away ghosts, and has the immortal art of resurrecting the dead.

"My Hun family has just been dead for a few years, I wonder if the leader can still save her if I dig it out?" A man asked hopefully.

As soon as he fell, he was hit by a group of people.

"Get out! The three souls and six spirits are gone, and there are only white bones left when they are dug up, save the ball! ”

The man's face was flushed, and he didn't dare to squeak again.

When Ding dungan woke up, he thought he had arrived in the underworld, and when he saw Du Gui beside him, he muttered: "It was a dream, and I have a big fate." ”

"Big fart!" Wang Xing slapped the car, "If it weren't for the leader to renew your life for you, you would have been buried in the ground!" ”

After learning that Fang Luo had saved his own life and lost decades of yang life, Ding dung egg howled and cried. Since he was born, no one has ever looked at him squarely, and he has lived a cheap life until now, but God has tortured him. Since childhood, he was his father's baby dung, and after his father starved to death, he begged everywhere alone, did miscellaneous labor for a living, starved and fed, and lived not as well as a dog. He was so hungry that he caught the dog of the outsider's house to eat, and the outsider caught him, beat him to death, and threw him in a mass grave, where he would have died early in the morning.

Now that Fang Luo Zhenshou has saved himself, this kind of kindness reminds him of his father, and no one has been so kind to him except his father.

Ding dung Dan sat up while crying and struggled, wanting to jump out of the car, but Du Gui held him down: "The leader is still asleep, don't disturb him!" ”

Ding dung bowed to the car that Fang Luo was riding in, and cried: "My life is the leader's from now on!" ”